Best Worsted Poems

Gee Whiz
I ate a sandwich made of wurst
with four large beers to quench my thirst
because my clothing was of worsted
I was extremely hot and really thirsted
I drank some more and nearly bursted
I  ran to the john to relieve my pain
I had to wait for...

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			Stock

Lines derail trains made from stern stock
    shunting worsted words in wagons to and fro
cabins depleted by looters piled on dock
    signals distressed faces not any more  

	forefathers shape not their twisted progeny
	when foremothers shunt them out of...

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 [Poem read at Sekoto’s inhumation ceremony at the Neuilly-sur-Marne-93 Cemetery, near Paris. Channel 4 in London recorded the reading as they did the funeral rites in the presence of his close relatives come from afar for the nonce and based their documentary - as...

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Words are good as fairy tale!
They can never be for sale.
A depiction of real knowledge,
Key for a sweetest prestige

Steal it but you cannot!
Stains of plagiarism is so much of blot
Buy it for dollars with two eyes closed.
You’ll not go to have it for your pose.

Takes...

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III

Kept out
   kept out he was: muzzled and shut out
from mothering social approval
    and the usual conning courtesies

Kept shut
  Involuting in the hippo-lipped paranoïa
from the darling eyes of his deriding kinsfolk
  from packed houses’ applauding mental aneamia.

The touch-me-not
...

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Plaids
Satan and Daniel
one last word
“Checked or checkered worsted or suited to be nude under your clothing is transparent apparently non existent to my naked eye think this will be easily my last try Daniel answer me what is the last word” ? “Remember it means...

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Diary Notes: Lamentable laissez-faire

                     …the lêche cul is
back
         every cell of her a seething surging cesspool of...

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Gang awa frae tha Glen
Tae a fearsome place;
Where tha darkened souls
Hae na gleemps o’grace.
Where tha work must fit
A new tongue and race.
Gang awa frae tha Glen for a wheel.

“Tis for certs He has ca’d
Ye, and ye must roon;
Tae a land o’ plagues
And o’ blastin’ sun,
Where...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXVII

IF you pull a long poet's face
All things you write go awry
E'en fans who cuddle up offer no solace
Remember Kipling's " IF " the price to pay

If you pull a long deserted face
E'en friends plot with club...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE: 42

If you pull a long-bored acrimonious face
Looking hardly at anyone passing your way
Your sunken cheeks spiting your own face
But those bitter bitten lips will give you away

If you keep pulling that long forsaken-look face
Wondering why each face will not...

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the following sloop of words rowed and towed together as they 
came into my periscoptic poop deck with slight emendation 
from thee oar ridge in hull.
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along the atlantic, bruitted by cavalier indiscriminate jerry rigged 
salient seaboard; adequately buffered, coccooned domicile, eman
cipated from gobstopping hectors, insulated...

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Voyage to the bottom of this... 
prevaricated forth write Declaration!

As most every girl and boy
taught back in the day,
learning base sic life lessons, 
when going to Zerns,
now permanently closed, 
but once upon a time one 
bustling, flourishing, thriving 
Farmers Market formerly 
a year-round farmers' market...

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Coming home late from wandering in my sleep
In search of that which goes ahead of chase
i saw the image of my form stretched on my bed
His looks – minus my glasses – through an impish mien
Transfixed me
my sandals gently flapping on his soles.
i peeped into...

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Prevaricated Forth Write Declaration.

As most every girl and boy
     taught back in the day,
     or more recently going to Zerns,
     a golden age of story telling,
     when rapt listening...

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My sorrow, when she's not here with me,
These dark days of winter rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loved to walk, the withered path
Along the sodden pasture lane.

Her Pleasure will not let me stray.
She talks and I am away with the mist;
She scares the birds...

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